North Georgia College - Cyclops Yearbook (Dahlonega, GA)

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Class Poem, 06 Well, we have reached the goal! A hai3]3v time we were told, But in our meditation Springs up a congregation Of thoughts, which us do inspire To things greater and things higher. It has been our lot to prate ' Bout things we ' ll illustrate ; Xow we take a solemn mien. Knowing things re not what they seem. This was our thought when Freshmen playin ' ball. A strange thing one head can contain all. O ' er our studies ' twas our fate to pore And become familiar with much lore, And forget our pleasure on the green Until our faces grew pale and thin. But as Seniors havin serious thoughts, Thinkin ' fear the things that time hath wrought, That in its lengthened measure, Twill intermingle with our pleasure. It is sad to leave our teachers dear Who ' re kind when roses bloom and woods are sere. We ask their pardon for scorning prayers. And promise yet penitential tears. Oh ! saddest thought ! We can ' t any more drill And hear our Commandant ' s voice so shrill. When all our college days are over, This bitter thought which we shall hover. As we grasp each other ' s farewell hand. Meet again if in another land. Grover C. IcKibbex, Class Poet. 26

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Strickland Otherwise Dink. lirit litest student in the business class; only one in his class. Writes five hundred words per week in short- hand. Inill of ginger and phosphate. Knows all sorts of ways of jumping out of a window. Talks in his sleep and suffers from spasmodicea. Always sa}s the wrong thing at the right time. Great walker down Park street. Will stop at nothing in search of a good time. Feet are not mates. Has Cob-webs in his belfry. Invests in soda walker. then jerks it. Has tucker down to a finish. Dances like a war horse. Looks like a greasy streak of lightning. For agilit} ' and nerve he is a credit to the Senior Class. Loves all of his teachers, and is foolish over his business teacher. The first time he ever shaved was the night before Senior day ; the last time, can ' t sa) ' . B ows gracefully and is in a constant state of wiggle. Talks like a batter-cake, and thinks like a critter. Is noted for this one famous remark : V-e-s-m-a-a-m. A «« ' » ( ' .. M. STKIIKI.ANI). i:. i:. S. 25

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To the Cjlass of 06 . 1.. .lACKSdN, iir . Manv years ag ' o, not far frnm tlic city of Dalilonega, there sprang ' from the bosom of mother earth a tender ami dehcate sprout. By the aid of the sparkUng morning dew, the rains, and the sunshine of heaven, the little sprout was soon standing like a mighty giant in the forests, with its branches jxiinting towards the heavens. defying the lightning, thunders, winds and storms of the elements. Heneath these broad limbs and in the shadow of this mother tree there appeared a tiny shoot which in the course of time would become a tree of greatness, in grandeur and beauty like the mother tree. . ' ow we have come to plant this little tree in the fertile soil of the garden of our Alma Alater as a lasting memento of the class of 1906. Likewise there have come from the mothers and fathers of our country who. like giant trees, stand in mighty forests of human action, boys to be cultivated and nurtured in tiie fertile soil of this institution by the care-takers of this great nursery of human thought and action, until we are almost like budding saplings to lie transplanted in the great forest of humanity. This act of our transplanting we symbolize today. As the roots of this tree shall grow forth and absorb nurture from the life-giving projjerties of mother earth, as its branches shall stretch out and find nourishment from the elements, as it grows in beauty and casts out its foliage to shelter humanity from the scorching suns of summer, as it grows strong in root and branch and is enabled to face bravely the storms and the blowings of the future, may each and every one of us be so transplanted and grow that we may be firmly rooted an 1 grounded in the iirinciples of right living and right thinking. ;Ma - we so gather strength from our environments that we may become giant oaks in the forces of human action withstanding the many tempests that co ne. gracefully yielding to the unseen powers of exist- ence, at the same time radiating the spirit of kingly manhood wherever we may go. When the King of Terror comes and we are called upon to part, ma ' the portiere which se])arates this world from the future world be drawn aside that we may enter in, touch the hand of the I Inly One, and hear from the lips of the King of Kings, Well done, thou good and faithful servant; enter thou into the joys of thy Lord. ' 27